This is a song about "Troy del mar"

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Smash them like some window glass

Got my foot on the gas

The more i practiced is more i will get better

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I tear pussies open, they need stitches

Uppity bitches, handling business

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

I'll deform a bitch before i'll conform to shit

That would further prove your that kid that should of been killed in troy.

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

They're tryin to say that i don't care

I want to get through the tear